| Poetry: Lust: Sex Slave (1/2) |
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SEX SLAVE She locked the door behind her, And slowly dropped her clothes. She offered up her body, In a sweet submissive pose. She knelt there naked. Knees apart, breasts thrust forward, With wrists crossed above her head. Eyes cast downward Not a word was said Would he take her? He appraised her willing flesh As any consummate lover would. He took his time and felt around, As any good master should. He made her wait. He took his tie and bound her wrists; He gagged her with her bra. “Quiet girl,” he warned her, No attention would they draw. He would take his time. He placed her up on his desk, The cold steel made her shiver. He spread her thighs wide and watched her start to quiver. He touched her. From his desk drawer he pulled a mask and quickly put it on. Then at his computer station, he switched the video on. He would record this He took a box from the same drawer and lifted out a toy. Seeing it her eyes grew rounder, such a wicked boy. A huge dildo He pinched her upright nipples, twisting tender tips. He rolled the huge glass dildo, between her ruby lips. Touch me! His tongue soothed the red titties and softly sucked them too. Hands roamed her soft breasts bringing pleasure anew. He watched her reactions. Sliding the dildo lower, he rubbed her smooth shaved mound, Quickly she responded, but she could not make a sound. She spread wider. His hand ran the length of her thigh and pulled it to his chest. He thrust the head into her and slowly fed in the rest. She took it deep. She struggled for her balance and started taking it in stride. Then she found her rhythm and really began to ride. She would do. He fucked her with it slowly then pulled out with a slurping sound, It was time for him to taste, this treasure he had found. He undressed quickly. He laid her down, spread her thighs and deeply thrust his tongue. He tasted milk and honey, with the rising sun. A woman’s flavor. He stayed below and ate her for as long as she could stand. He wouldn’t let her finish, it wasn’t what he’d planned. He wanted to feel it. He removed her gag, untied her arms and presented her his dick. Her tongue slid down circled ‘round and ended with a lick. She knew what he wanted. She took him deep, sucked him well; wanting what would follow. And as he came she caught it all, man that girl could swallow. She licked him dry. He bent down and lifted her; impaled upon his plunging finger. A reflection in the window glass caused his gaze to linger. Watch me. He pulled her rear into him, his desk bumped against her breasts. The glass toy once again was thrust into her depths. She moaned. Grabbing her hair, he turned her head so she could see the glass. Taking the huge dildo from within her, he placed it at her ass. She saw |
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A Sex Slave
